Lilies Aren't Roses

"Elsa! Help me with this trunk!" Lily cried, attempting to lift it up onto the train.

"Alright! Help me with mine." Elsa replied. The girls attempted to stack both the trunks

on top of each other than lift them together, up onto the railing. The only result of this

effort was that the girls now had extremely sore hands and backs. Time and again they

dropped the trunks, cursing as they hit their knees and feet. Danielle, meanwhile, was

shaking with laughter and not being in the slightest bit helpful. Elsa and Lily glared at

her.

"Evans! Need a hand?" Lily sighed as James Potter once again approached her.

"No- Potter I really am fine. Really-"

"Honestly, we can help! Oy! Sirius, lend a hand." Sirius looked up, from down the

corridor when his name was called. Almost bouncing, he ran down to them, and burst in

to song when he reached their little party.

"Oh, though he was born to a horrid family,

And was nearly killed by dear old mummy,

Sirius Black was a wonderful boy,

And looks that pretty girls gave him were always coy.

Best prankster that Hogwarts ever did see.

So many people wish that they could me!"

He finished his 'Very Sirius Sonnet' (as dubbed by James) and bowed. All three girls put

their heads in their hands, sighing.

"Sirius! Get over yourself and help me. You're going to end up worse than Lockheart "

The boy in the next compartment was styling his hair and grinning toothily at himself in

a jeweled mirror. Sirius and James chuckled and picked up both trunks easily and set

them on the over bins with the others. Lily, rubbing her foot, turned to James.

"Thank you.Potter." She said finally, forcing a smile.

James grinned, "for my help, will you grace me with your presence at the first

Hogsmeade visit?"

"No Potter. I can't-"

"Aww.Lily, sure you can! We can sit by the fire in the Three Broomsticks romantically

sipping butterbeer and staring into one another's eyes." he trailed off, looking wistful.

Sirius sniggered.

"Potter, shut up." Said Danielle, laughing. "She wouldn't go with you, and even if she

wanted to she couldn't. She's got a date already."

"WHAT?" gasped James, seemingly shocked that any male could get Lily besides

himself. "WHO?"

"Amos Diggory!" Elsa exclaimed, and all the girls giggled. "Looks like you missed

your chance Potter! We'll be going then!" the girls rushed off, gossiping, as the train

started moving. Sirius was looking for Remus and Peter, James followed behind,

seething.

*Amos Diggory? He doesn't deserve her! Sure he's handsome enough, and a

good Quidditch player ,but so am I! He doesn't have an ounce of fun in him, what

DOES she see in him?*

"Hey, PADFOOT, PRONGS!" the voice came from down the corridor. Striding

toward them were Remus Lupin and Peter Pettigrew.

"Excellent! Moony, Wormtail! We were beginning to think you had missed the

train." Said Sirius, shaking hands with the two.

"Us? Where have you been?" asked Lupin, raising his eyebrows.

"With the L's."

"Who?" asked Peter.

"Danielle, Elsa, and.Lily." James muttered.

"James, you're fighting a losing battle you know." Remus told him. "Lily won't

fall for the "Potter Charm" like the others. She's too, well, Lily."

"No. I'll get her eventually, you'll see. Come on, let's go sit down." He said. The

boys spent the rest of the train ride to Hogwarts discussing pranks, Quidditch, girls,

Quidditch, food, Quidditch, how much they hated Snape, and, you guessed it, Quidditch.

By the time they arrived at the castle, all were very hungry. James looked up at the

Castle, glad he was back at his second home.

*This is gonna be a good year, I can feel it.* He thought